Ymbrynes have been protecting peculiar children all around the world inside of loops for thousands of years now. My first loop was placed in the Irish country side, the entrance just through an arch formed by two trees out of many, right on the edge of a big forest, Miss Wren was the headmistress of that one. I stayed there about fifty-eight years. The second one was right through an old shipwreck, at a small sand beach in Cornwall, England. It belonged to Miss Treekeeper. That one I stayed at for the longest time: eighty-eight years. My next one will be on an island in Wales. It has currently been resetting for twenty-three years, since September 3rd, 1940. My name is Robyn Clark, I'm a hundred-and-sixty-two years-old, and I'm peculiar.
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story part written:
somewhere between Monday, 31st October 2016 and Thursday, 10th November 2016
story part edited:
Saturday, 12th November 2016
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blinding; an e. o'connor short story
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